دَعوني دَعوني قَد أَطَلتُم عَذابِيا

دَعوني دَعوني قَد أَطَلتُم عَذابِيا

وَأَنضَجتُمُ جِلدي بِحَرِّ المَكاوِيا

وَأَنضَجتُمُ جِلدي بِحَرِّ المَكاوِيا

Leave me, leave me—you have prolonged my torment,

Let me be, let me be, you have prolonged my torment

and scorched my skin with the heat of branding irons.

And toughened my skin with the heat of sufferings

دَعوني أَمُت غَمّاً وَهَمّاً وَكُربَةً

دَعوني أَمُت غَمّاً وَهَمّاً وَكُربَةً

أَيا وَيحَ قَلبي مَن بِهِ مِثلُ ما بِيا

أَيا وَيحَ قَلبي مَن بِهِ مِثلُ ما بِيا

Let me die of sorrow, worry, and anguish.

Let me die grieved, anxious and sorrowful

Ah, alas for my heart! Who suffers as I do?

Oh, my heart, who is like me in distress?

دَعوني بِغَمّي وَاِنهَدوا في كَلاءَةٍ

دَعوني بِغَمّي وَاِنهَدوا في كَلاءَةٍ

مِنَ اللَهِ قَد أَيقَنتُ أَن لَستُ باقِيا

مِنَ اللَهِ قَد أَيقَنتُ أَن لَستُ باقِيا

Leave me with my sorrow, and go forth under the protection

Let me be with my grief, give up on me

of God; I am certain that I shall not live on.

I'm certain I will not last, by God's will

وَراءَكُمُ إِنّي لَقيتُ مِنَ الهَوى

وَراءَكُمُ إِنّي لَقيتُ مِنَ الهَوى

تَباريحَ أَبلَت جِدَّتي وَشَبابِيا

تَباريحَ أَبلَت جِدَّتي وَشَبابِيا

Keep back! From love I have endured

After you, I have found love

agonies that have worn away my freshness and my youth.

To have ruined my strength and youth

بَرانِيَ شَوقٌ لَو بِرَضوى لَهَدَّهُ

بَرانِيَ شَوقٌ لَو بِرَضوى لَهَدَّهُ

وَلَو بِثَبيرٍ صارَ رَمساً وَسافِيا

وَلَو بِثَبيرٍ صارَ رَمساً وَسافِيا

Longing has wasted me; had it struck Radwa, it would have shattered it,

I'm torn by a longing, that if appeased

and had it struck Thabir, it would have turned to burial earth and windblown dust.

Would calm, and if ignored, would blow away

سَقى اللَهُ أَطلالاً بِناحِيَةِ الحِمى

سَقى اللَهُ أَطلالاً بِناحِيَةِ الحِمى

وَإِن كُنَّ قَد أَبدَينَ لِلناسِ ما بِيا

وَإِن كُنَّ قَد أَبدَينَ لِلناسِ ما بِيا

May God water the ruins near the protected pasture,

May God water the ruins in the precincts of love

though they have shown people what ails me.

Though they have revealed to people my inner secrets

مَنازِلُ لَو مَرَّت عَلَيها جَنازَتي

مَنازِلُ لَو مَرَّت عَلَيها جَنازَتي

لَقالَ الصَدى يا حامِلَيَّ اِنزِلا بِيا

لَقالَ الصَدى يا حامِلَيَّ اِنزِلا بِيا

Dwellings—if my bier passed by them,

My dwellings, if my funeral passed by them

the echo would say, 'O my two bearers, alight with me.'

The echo would say: O bearers, bring me down here

فَأُشهِدُ بِالرَحمَنِ مَن كانَ مُؤمِناً

فَأُشهِدُ بِالرَحمَنِ مَن كانَ مُؤمِناً

وَمَن كانَ يَرجو اللَهَ فَهوَ دَعا لِيا

وَمَن كانَ يَرجو اللَهَ فَهوَ دَعا لِيا

So I call to witness, by the Most Merciful, whoever believes,

So I bear witness, for whoever believes in the Merciful

and whoever hopes in God—may he pray for me.

And hopes in God, that he prays for me

لَحا اللَهُ أَقواماً يَقولونَ إِنَّنا

لَحا اللَهُ أَقواماً يَقولونَ إِنَّنا

وَجَدنا الهَوى في النَأيِ لِلصَبِّ شافِيا

وَجَدنا الهَوى في النَأيِ لِلصَبِّ شافِيا

May God rebuke those who say, 'We

God has tested people who say: We have found

have found love at a distance to be a cure for the lovelorn.'

Distance from loved ones a cure for passion in youth

فَما بالُ قَلبي هَدَّهُ الشَوقُ وَالهَوى

فَما بالُ قَلبي هَدَّهُ الشَوقُ وَالهَوى

وَأَنضَجَ حَرُّ البَينِ مِنّي فُؤادِيا

وَأَنضَجَ حَرُّ البَينِ مِنّي فُؤادِيا

Then why is my heart shattered by longing and love,

Why then has longing and love torn my heart

and my heart within me scorched by the heat of separation?

And the heat of separation ripened my innermost being?

أَلا لَيتَ عَيني قَد رَأَت مَن رَآكُمُ

أَلا لَيتَ عَيني قَد رَأَت مَن رَآكُمُ

لَعَلِّيَ أَسلو ساعَةً مِن هُيامِيا

لَعَلِّيَ أَسلو ساعَةً مِن هُيامِيا

Ah, if only my eye had seen someone who has seen you,

Oh, if only my eyes had seen those you saw

perhaps I might gain an hour's respite from my love-madness.

Maybe I'd find some rest from my infatuation

وَهَيهاتَ أَن أَسلو مِنَ الحُزنِ وَالهَوى

وَهَيهاتَ أَن أَسلو مِنَ الحُزنِ وَالهَوى

وَهَذا قَميصي مِن جَوى البَينِ بالِيا

وَهَذا قَميصي مِن جَوى البَينِ بالِيا

Yet relief from sorrow and love is far beyond my reach,

Alas, I cannot rest from grief and passion

and this shirt of mine is worn out by separation's burning anguish.

My shirt is threadbare from the heat of separation

فَقُلتُ نَسيمَ الريحَ أَدِّ تَحِيَّتي

فَقُلتُ نَسيمَ الريحَ أَدِّ تَحِيَّتي

إِلَيها وَما قَد حَلَّ بي وَدَهانِيا

إِلَيها وَما قَد حَلَّ بي وَدَهانِيا

So I said, 'Breeze of the wind, convey my greeting

I told the breeze: Convey my greeting

to her, and what has befallen and overwhelmed me.'

To her, and what has befallen me, my condition

فَأَشكُرَهُ إِنّي إِلى ذاكَ شائِقٌ

فَأَشكُرَهُ إِنّي إِلى ذاكَ شائِقٌ

فَيا لَيتَ شِعري هَل يَكونُ تَلاقِيا

فَيا لَيتَ شِعري هَل يَكونُ تَلاقِيا

Then I would thank it; I long for that.

I thank it, for I yearn for that meeting

Oh, if only I knew—will there be a meeting?

If only I knew, would there be a reunion?

مُعَذِّبَتي لَولاكِ ما كُنتُ هائِماً

مُعَذِّبَتي لَولاكِ ما كُنتُ هائِماً

أَبيتُ سَخينَ العَينِ حَرّانَ باكِيا

أَبيتُ سَخينَ العَينِ حَرّانَ باكِيا

My tormentress, but for you I would not be love-mad,

My tormentor, without you I'd not be sleepless

spending the night with burning eyes, aflame and weeping.

Spending the night with red, weeping eyes

مُعَذِّبَتي قَد طالَ وَجدي وَشَفَّني

مُعَذِّبَتي قَد طالَ وَجدي وَشَفَّني

هَواكِ فَيا لِلناسِ قَلَّ عَزائِيا

هَواكِ فَيا لِلناسِ قَلَّ عَزائِيا

My tormentress, my yearning has lasted long; I am wasted by

My tormentor, my passion has gone on too long

love for you. O people, my endurance has dwindled!

Your love has cured me - how little people console me!

مُعَذِّبَتي أَورَدتِني مَنهَلَ الرَدى

مُعَذِّبَتي أَورَدتِني مَنهَلَ الرَدى

وَأَخلَفتِ ظَنّي وَاِحتَرَمتِ وِصالِيا

وَأَخلَفتِ ظَنّي وَاِحتَرَمتِ وِصالِيا

My tormentress, you have led me to death's watering place,

My tormentor, you led me to the valley of rejection

and dashed my hopes and cut short my union with you.

You disappointed me and disregarded our union

خَليلَيَّ هَيّا أَسعِداني عَلى البُكا

خَليلَيَّ هَيّا أَسعِداني عَلى البُكا

فَقَد جَهَدَت نَفسي وَرُبَّ المَثانِيا

فَقَد جَهَدَت نَفسي وَرُبَّ المَثانِيا

My two friends, come, join me in weeping,

My friend, come, delight me in my weeping

for my soul is exhausted—by the Lord of the oft-repeated verses!

For my soul is exhausted and most troubled

خَليلَيَّ إِنّي قَد أَرِقتُ وَنِمتُما

خَليلَيَّ إِنّي قَد أَرِقتُ وَنِمتُما

لِبَرقٍ يَمانٍ فَاِجلِسا عَلِّلانِيا

لِبَرقٍ يَمانٍ فَاِجلِسا عَلِّلانِيا

My two friends, I have been sleepless while you both slept,

My friend, I have stayed up while you slept

because of lightning from Yemen; so sit down and comfort me.

In the flashes of lightning from the Yemen - come justify me

خَليلَيَّ لَو كُنتُ الصَحيحَ وَكُنتُما

خَليلَيَّ لَو كُنتُ الصَحيحَ وَكُنتُما

سَقيمَينِ لَم أَفعَل كَفِعلِكُما بِيا

سَقيمَينِ لَم أَفعَل كَفِعلِكُما بِيا

My two friends, if I were well and you both were

My friend, if I were well and you two were sick

ill, I would not act as you have acted toward me.

I would not do to you what you have done to me

خَليلَيَّ مُدّا لي فِراشِيَ وَاِرفَعا

خَليلَيَّ مُدّا لي فِراشِيَ وَاِرفَعا

وِسادي لَعَلَّ النَومَ يُذهِبُ ما بِيا

وِسادي لَعَلَّ النَومَ يُذهِبُ ما بِيا

My two friends, spread out my bedding for me and raise

My friend, make my bed for me and lift

my pillow; perhaps sleep will take away what ails me.

My pillow - maybe sleep will take away my distress

خَليلَيَّ قَد حانَت وَفاتِيَ فَاِطلُبا

خَليلَيَّ قَد حانَت وَفاتِيَ فَاِطلُبا

لِيَ النَعشَ وَالأَكفانَ وَاِستَغفِرا لِيا

لِيَ النَعشَ وَالأَكفانَ وَاِستَغفِرا لِيا

My two friends, my death is at hand; so seek

My friend, my time has come - seek for me

a bier and shrouds for me, and ask forgiveness for me.

Shroud and coffin and pray forgiveness for me

وَإِن مِتُّ مِن داءِ الصَبابَةِ أَبلِغا

وَإِن مِتُّ مِن داءِ الصَبابَةِ أَبلِغا

شَبيهَةَ ضَوءِ الشَمسِ مِنّي سَلامِيا

شَبيهَةَ ضَوءِ الشَمسِ مِنّي سَلامِيا

And if I die of the sickness of longing, convey

And if I die from lovesickness, convey

my greeting to her who is like the light of the sun.

To the sun-like beauty my greetings